It had been fascinating when it all started, really. When the Overwatch organization stood out one more time, it had been a way to give all the citizens hopes and dreams.
The team was now very small compared to what is used to be before The fall. But it all had been arranged, and now they were growing up on a stable pace.
And of course, that meant they needed more personal.
Now, Soldier 76 had disagreed at the beginning with the fact that they were in the need of heroes and stated that the ones that were currently active were more than enough…
That, until Talon's forces attacked again, and, fortunately, just destroyed half of the base located in Gibraltar, otherwise known as one of the most important Watchpoints they had.
After that fateful event, Soldier 76 had gone silent, and Angela had reassured everyone that he now agreed with the fact that the needed new heroes.
...
And thus commenced the "The world could always use more heroes" event, name given by the most cheerful brit of the group, lovely Lena "Tracer" Oxton, who stated that it couldn't have been called any other way and that she had to be the first on taking the auditions.
See, the plan was rather simple. The Overwatch current agents would choose one, and only one, asSoldier 76 had demanded, disciple, so they could teach that one disciple everything they knew and they could become in a very, very long future, as Soldier 76 had tried to predict, a new heroe.
And, whilst with most of the agents had agreed and said that it was a rather easy task. Winston had stated that it wasn't going to be an easy task for one of their most precious members of the group…
And of course, that was Lena "Tracer" Oxton.
"It's not like you can just teachthem how to travel through time and space in a blink of an eye, Lena" He had told her, and even though she had tried to argument and also illuminate Winston, it was all pretty obvious that she couldn't just choose whoever she wanted…
…
And thus commenced the "Looking for heroes for Lena Oxton" Side event, that consisted on Winston and Lena (Winston there in order to make sure that Lena won't choose whoever goes in first) looking for a person that could possibly accept the fact that they would've have to, one, live and interact with Lena Oxton herself for probably the rest of their lives and, two, have to go through the same process Lena had gone before…
Of course, counting the fateful eventt, Slipstream.
See, they didn't want to induce them any kind of, y'know, chronal disassociation, but it's not like they had any other choice, since that's what Lena had to have in order to control her own time and blink through the world.
And, of course, the number of people, or rather, future heroes that signed was quite disappointing.
"Only 34!?" Lena Oxton asked in disbelief, brushing a hand through her hair in disappointment, "I thought I was a lil' bit more famous, love…" Her mood was going down quickly, and Winston couldn't help but chuckle.
"Well, this is the number of heroes that wanted to be your disciple before we revealed the requirements" he gave her a sheet full of names.
"556!?" Her mood changed, again. And this time Winston let out a huge laugh, "Bloody hell, people love me, Winston!" She hugged her fluffy friend.
"Yes, yes, now, let's calm down, alright? Here they come" Lena took a deep breath and took a sit in front of a table, like a normal judger, and yelled.
"Come in!"...
Things only spiral down from there.
It was like a place for people with mental disorders that weren't exactly normal. And of course, with the requirements, you couldn't expect decent, stable people to show up.
But this was exaggeration.
"Bloody hell that last one almost gave me a heart attack" She had a hand on her chest and her eyes looked like she just saw a ghost...or worst, a Reaper.
Winston wasn't in the best condition either.
"He...h-he said he ate the heart of what, before?" He asked, his face green, looking like he was about to puke.
"Winston, he was usin' scissors as a hairbrush, alrite? Hairbrush, and his teeth were black" She closed her eyes for a second, and then shook her head furiously, "Where are we gettin' this people from, love?"
"I-I think Angela gave me a list of people before…" He tried to think about an explanation for this, but a knock on the metal door that was holding all the other heroes took him out of his mind, "N-next!"
They expected the worst to come through that door, Lena even had her eyes covered with her hands.
There was silent for a few seconds, only the sound of footsteps getting closer to the table…
"Uhm, did I do something wrong, or…?" Lena slowly removed her hands from her face after hearing a low-pitched voice instead of a high-pitched psycho one.
"Oh" She exclaimed, her eyes widening, and curiosity took the best out of Winston, making him open his eyes too.
"Oh well, he looks normal to me"...
The guy wasn't good looking, but it wasn't like he was some kind of monster...and he was rather cute.
He had a hairstyle similar to Lena's, but a little bit shorter, and it was darker than anything they had seen before.
His eyes were big, and also black and they didn't show any emotions, meaning he was rather hard to read.
His lips were thin, and had a cute pink-ish colour.
His had smooth white skin, a little tanned, meaning that he spends a very good amount of time outside in the sun, and he was short, like really, really short compared to the other heroes that came in before him.
He was probably...
"5'6" He said, as if he had read her mind, "Ye, 'm pretty short" He smiled at her, "Lil' taller than you at least" He chuckled at her reaction.
"Well yeah, but yer pretty short for a boy" She turned to Winston, "How much 5'6 again, love?" She whispered to him, and the guy snorted.
"It's about 164 centimeters" He told her, apparently able to hear her even when she made sure he couldn't.
So that settle it.
He's good.
"So, uh, yeah, what's yer name, love?" She asked him with her eyes glued to his own.
"Ya can call me Bruce" She raised her eyebrow, "Just Bruce, I'm an orphan" Her eyes widened once again.
"Oh, I'm sorry…" He raised a hand to stop her.
" 'Tis alright, I don't wanna know them anyways" He said, an Aussie accent going out of his mouth.
Lena decided not to push it any further and asked something else.
"An Aussie, huh?" She asked, amused with his accent.
He chuckled.
"Mexican, actually" She looked at him with confusion, "I know, I know. I just returned from Australia, and the accent over there is just as hardcore as the British one" She couldn't help but smile at the mention of her beloved accent.
"Why would ye' go to Australia, though?" She forgot about the whole ask questions to see if he's capable of anything related to heroes.
"Oh ya wanna know?" Lena eagerly nodded, "See there was this dog house somewhere in Australia, and one of me friends needed some help defending it from some villains" He gave it a thought, "I think they called themselves Talon, or something" After the mention of that name, Winston started paying more attention to him, "Pretty tough enemies if ya ask me, don't know why would they attack a dog house, but they were pretty obsessed with it."
"Where in Australia?" Winston asked him with a worried tone.
"Somewhere on the edge of the country, pretty deserted place, not for tourist that's for sure. It was full of animals, though, and I didn't see much civilization except for the place where we were staying, and the dog house" He kept silence for a second, thinking, "It really was isolated from everything…"
"T-That was no dog house" Winston said, "That's what's left of one of the watchpoints of Overwatch" Bruce blinked twice.
"No, mate. Pretty sure it was full of dogs...it did have some weird stuff in it before, though" He shrugged, " 'Tis okay, though. We manage to defend it all, and it was actually a cool experience" He laughed, "They payed for everything, so I was pretty carefree at that moment"
"Yer not in a good position with money, love?" He shook his head.
"Used to have a lovely, cheap apartment a few miles away from here, but after a big fight between Overwatch agents and some bad guys, well, one of them made the whole complex make boom boom while I was helping at Australiaand now I'm just out of the game" Her eyes widened.
"What'cha mean, out of the game?" he sighed.
"I...I kinda live under a bridge" She covered her mouth, and shook her head, "It's true" He laughed nervously, " 'Tis hard to find a job with half of the state trying to become a hero and the other half being constantly attacked by enemies" He scratched the back of his head, "I'm stayin' with a friend tonight, though, so it's all cool really" He grinned, "He told me to give it a shot to all the hero thingy, though I don't know if I'm capable of it" he confessed, "But since it's a job, well, I just decided to give it a try" he shrugged, and Winston nodded.
"You get to stay with your Overwatch agent" He said, and could already feel Lena's eagerness to just press a button and accept the guy immediately, but he had to differ, "So, what can you do? As a hero" he had to ask, because that's the main reason why they were doing this.
"What? Like abilities?" Winston nodded, "Well, I'm pretty fast" He told him, "Also I'm, you know, a little strong" he grinned, "I have nice reflexes, too, and some good instincts too, if that's what you were asking for" Winston slowly nodded, not noticing what was so different about him than the average human, "I have a pretty good nose, too. And sight also, a pretty good sight yeah"
"Like a dog, you mean?" He laughed.
"Yeah, almost like a-" he was interrupted the moment Lena disappeared.
Now, most humans wouldn't have reacted to her even disappearing from their sight, but the moment she appeared behind him, his eyes were already on her, and even though it didn't look like it, he was ready for whatever she was planning on doing.
It's been said that when you're fighting against anyone, you can feel them. What they're are doing, how are they feeling, some people even consider fighting a way of communicating without using words, and at that exact moment, she felt him ready. Ready for anything she could've done.
Ready for her to even try to kill him.
"Told ya I have good reflexes" She relaxed, and then shrugged.
"Just wanted to make sure, love" She got closer to him, looking up just a bit since he was taller, "Why is it that yer eyes are so dark, huh?"
"Dunno, mate. Been wondering that too for a while now" He gave her a toothy smile, making her cheeks get just the slightest of red.
"I think ye have pretty high chances of becoming my disciple, love" She returned the smile, "Just stay in touch, bet'cha in a matter of hours you'll be having a nice roof to share with me." His lips parted, and he took a deep breath before pulling her closer and giving her a quick hug.
"Thanks, Tracer. I promise ya I'll do my best" He was about to leave after he told her that, and the moment he opened the exit door, she yelled.
"By the way, you can call me Lena!" He nodded without looking back and finally left the room.
"You're so into him" Winston mocked her, and begin to prepare for the next candidate.
"Uh huh, ye got that right, love"
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